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"Unforeseen circumstances," replied Donovan to the woman's statement.

He didn't know why, but his emotions seemed to be less forceful. They felt dulled, subdued in a way. Could it be this newcomer, Medens? Donovan pushed that to the back of his mind, something to be cataloged and revisited later. This sudden development was too significant to ignore. Did she remember him as the beast from the facility or was this just a cruel coincidence? His mind was in knots as it worked through the possible scenarios. Donovan decided to approach this as if they'd only just met, a flimsy mask but the only one he had at his disposal.

"If you'd like to talk someplace more private I'm sure a booth would suit our needs," said Donovan, composure regained. "May I buy you a drink first?"